Hambleden
Buckinghamshire

In a hidden village, picture perfect, 
Its idyllic charms unfold, 
Nestled within a valley, distant from the rush,
A soft echo of eras long past.
I rest my weary legs, shedding heavy burdens, 
In this sanctuary, my mind begins to clear, 
Each exploration reveals endless natural beauty, 
With treasures awaiting at every turn.
To roam like a wild creature here would be bliss, 
This place, a home for my wandering heart, 
Beneath clear blue skies, a cool breeze whispers, 
While laughter spills from a local pub at dusk.
I peer through a hedge to see field alive with dozens of deer, 
The silhouettes of horses seek refuge in the shade, 
A sight to behold, etched in my memory, 
A moment of beauty, a glimpse of serenity.